’ ‘Bravo,’ applauded Lucilla, clapping her hands. "Noblemen. "You know my motive well enough," answered Jonathan. He will have it that I’ve taken leave of my senses. Afterward goes on to Oxford. Ah!" she screamed, with a sudden change of manner; and pointing to the window, which Jack had left open, and at which a dark figure was standing, "there is Jonathan Wild!" "Betrayed!" exclaimed Jack, glancing in the same direction.